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Matthew had given Vasnov eternal life with the Death Immortal Orchid, which ant that the bloodline from the Void could no longer be triggered.
Vasnov regained his physical body and soul.
Therefore, the deep contract between the two of them was once again in effect.
Such a sudden change caused Vasnov to completely collapse.
However, at this mont, he was just a powerless mortal.
He wanted to do sothing.
However, he realized that Matthew was pressing one hand against the wall beside him!
"No, no, no!
"Listen to , listen to . I have a very important secret to tell you…"
Vasnov grabbed Matthew's wrist hysterically.
"Let go, let go…"
However, what welcod him was… only Matthew's cold and rciless eyes and a whisper that seed to co from purgatory.
"In my place, traitors have no right to speak.
"Don't say anything now. I'll take you to a fun place."
As he spoke.
Matthew opened his demiplane and dragged Vasnov into it.
In the empty Demiplane.
Matthew summoned the Mother of Slaves in front of Vasnov.
"Build a dungeon here, the kind that will never see the light of day.
"You don't have to do anything for the next period of ti."
Matthew told her,
"He is yours."
The fat and rotten body of the Mother of Slaves laughed wildly.
"Is that so?
"Can I do whatever I want?"
Vasnov shouted.
The mother of coolies hooked her whip around his neck, then with a lewd smile, she dragged him to the shadow at the side!
Matthew summoned a few more coolie zombies for Myosacce.
Then, he left his interdinsional space.
No matter what.
He had finally vented his anger.
In the supernatural world, eternal life without power was a terrible curse.
This was equivalent to a real-life sentence.
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Mayer's experience was a good example. Although the person who humiliated him had died, his own existence had beco numb, and his mories were filled with pain and unbearable.
After witnessing the true effect of the Death Immortal Orchid.
Matthew couldn't help but feel a little confused about Mayer's attitude.
Why did he trust him so much?
The mont they t, he told them the true effect of the Death Immortal Orchid.
Under normal circumstances, shouldn't he hold back when eting a stranger?
He did not hold back at all.
It was as if he did not believe that Matthew would harm him at all.
In Matthew's opinion.
The reason that the other party had given previously was not sufficient.
" He said he was numb, but at least he still has a desire to fish, right?"
Matthew thought to himself.
" Mayer speaks with utmost respect towards Death. Could it be that my transmigration is really related to Death?"
He could not help but shake his head with a bitter smile.
The amount of information he had received during this period of ti was a little excessive. He had to go back and slowly sort it out after this battle.
Matthew returned to the sampan plane.
The legendary mage Mulan imdiately ca over.
He asked curiously,
"What exactly happened?"
Before Matthew could explain.
A powerful aura descended beside the two of them. Matthew took a closer look and saw that the person who ca was white and red, with an overbearing aura. It was Isabelle!
Mulan was stunned when she saw Isabelle.
He wanted to ask,
"You're here again?"
On second thought, sothing seed wrong, so he decided to say,
"You haven't left yet?"
However, this statent seed even more inappropriate.
So he just bowed respectfully to Isabelle and lowered his head without saying a word.
Isabelle pointed to the side, gesturing for Mulan to move aside.
Mulan opened his mouth as if he wanted to say sothing, but in the end, he didn't say anything. He just curled his lips and walked away.
Peggy, who was beside him, could not help but scratch her head when she saw this.
"Why does this feel a little familiar?"
Isabelle cast a soundproof and concealnt barrier.
The surroundings instantly turned dark.
Matthew was still thinking about how to report his experience when the other party said,
"My ti is very tight. There are many places in the astral world that I need to keep an eye on, so I can't waste too much ti here.
" Next, I will ask you three questions. You only need to answer them."
Matthew nodded lightly.
Isabelle imdiately asked,
"Did you trigger the Patronus? What animal is it?"
Matthew answered without hesitation,
" It's triggered. It's the White Tiger."
Isabelle continued,
"Are you hurt? I an you."
Matthew shook his head.
"I'm not injured."
Isabelle asked the last question,
"Can you continue fighting? Not only at the Sampan Plane but also the Scar of the Dead?"
Matthew thought for a mont.
"There shouldn't be any problems."
Isabelle nodded in satisfaction.
"That's enough.
"I have no other questions.
"You'd better not have any questions because I don't want to answer them."
Matthew was stunned.
"Don't you want to ask what happened?"
Isabelle said with a straight face,
"I have to take care of so many things every day. Why should I care about everything that happens to you?
"As long as you're not dead.
"I'll take this opportunity to say sothing in passing-
"You don't have to ask my permission for everything, and you don't have to tell everything.
"Other than your identity as an Alliance Mage, you are an independent individual who should make your own decisions. You should have the ability and authority to face the various risks and opportunities in this world."
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